I peer out of a window frame located somewhere in my house
And to my surprise find little birdies finding breakfast in my yard.
A take to them instantly,
Watching them,
Because last night was especially hard for me
And this was the most calming thing I would ever see.
I stand there for about five minutes or more, enjoying every second.
And then I wonder; what if humans could be like birdies?
Think about it, the birdies have absolute freedom.
They aren't lead by herds or democracies, only flocks.
And those flocks come together and make peace
To get a common goal fulfilled.
They may fly off into the distance
The wind running through their feathery wings
And the best part is
Once they leave, they don't have to come back.
They fend for themselves
And do things how they like
Without being ridiculed by anyone else every moment.
They are naturally beautiful creatures
And have spunky tempers,
But are still stunning in both ways
Nonetheless.
As I peer out of the window in that room, I get upset.
Oh how I wish I was as brave and as wonderful as these creatures.
Because I have always wanted to find my own sanctuary in this world like them.
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
Hello, despair, my very old friend;
From your sneakiness and unwelcome visits,
They never seem to end.
In all honesty, I never invited you to be in my life
So why do you even come around?
All you do is silently stab me in the heart with a knife.
My heart, my brain, and my body alike
Can not stand your presence any longer.
So why not just take a hike?
I’m sorry for sounding so harsh, and so mean
But you do the exact same to me everyday;
I will not admit defeat.
Like a fiery phoenix I will rise out of you
And you will see
Just what I can do.
You aren’t easy to defeat,
I will admit that
But I swear, I promise you I will not fleet.
I think you have to go
Even though we were “great friends,”
I opened my eyes and saw you only brought me sorrow.
So this is the final goodbye, indeed yes,
I will no longer suffer
From your unlawful distress.
No longer come after me, or even try,
Because I will fight you off again, with my head held high.
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 1:26 PM UTC